She was not a Grandmother

She was nearing 70 years, She said

She grew up poor, elsewhere, She said

And moved to a city

on the Great Lakes, She said

She had small talk

to match her limited, incurious mind

She had a wide, open mouth with sharp teeth

her ears closed

except to gossip

her eyes closed

except to covet

her biting, venomous speech

poisoning innocent, impressionable hearts

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